Two views. Same sunrise.
The one of the left is from my friend Meg. It looks into Provo Canyon. The one on the right is Dana’s pic. It was on the way to the airport, looking toward the Wasatch Mountains.
Ya, sunrises have a way of lifting perspective. They have a way of offering some breath. They have a way of insisting a breath within a bigger perspective.
Sounds like what a lot of us hope for in hosting groups. Turning meetings of moments of perspective. I’m in for that. You?